"Four Twos with two Kings!"
Everyone's eyeballs dropped when Hong Dali threw the cards on the table.
Chu Zhongqin almost cried when he saw the six cards lying on the table. That was actually two bombs. Adding on to the previous two bombs, each person had to pay him 480,000! However, after Hong Dali threw them together, it became 120,000 per person…
While he was crying without tears, the man with golden glasses and Mu Zixiao looked at each other and immediately pushed out the chips. "This is 120,000. Please keep it well, Young Master Dali!" Now that the money had been given, it was too late even if one were to regret!
Tang Muxin angrily reached her hands toward Hong Dali's face and pinched him. "Are you stupid? How could you waste such good cards!"
"Aiaiai, lighter! Lighter!" Hong Dali voiced. "I just wanted to end the game faster…"
